Stay-out life.

After months of staying-in, I finally got to re-experience stay-out life once again although it's just a short 3 days. Supposed to go Zouk last night but our late night exploit on Tuesday -sneaking into the lounge to watch soccer, resulted in too many people reporting fatigue and falling out. End up cancel and I lan lan had to stay at home do C-map.

We went to Amoy Quee Camp to do external stocktake today and their canteen really own STC's x999999. They have this one whole menu on sandwiches and the most expensive one is like only $2.50 if I remember correctly and their sandwiches come in the form of like Mega Big Mac. 3 slices of bread with the patties and egg and cheese whatever of your choice giapped in the middle, toasted and complete with the goodness of chilli sauce and mayo. Their teh teh-O kopi everything also is gao gao and there's even tau sar piah, egg tart, chocolate tart and a whole host of tidbits selling at like 20% cheaper than STC. I thought the Khatib Camp canteen was good but this just blew me away. Obviously STC is really really low in this aspect.

I was toying with the idea of creating a hidden link in this page, something like an easter egg that'll lead to another blog or page rather that contains all my true personal rantings. Those that are wayy too personal for the blogosphere to read and know openly, those that should come as a suprise reward for those who manage to find the easter egg. One might question my intention of wanting to do so the same way I questioned myself, was I secretly hoping that what I wrote in my blog can somehow effect a change in my life? Was I waiting for someone to read this because I didn't dare/want to tell the person myself? Yes. The answer is yes. But the same dilemma exists no matter what platform I choose to deliver the message, whether in person or in my blog. That's why I thought of this easter egg idea which doesn't really solve it also which generally led me back to square one.

The problem lies with the message, not the medium. But somehow I'm dying inside for the message to get out although I won't want to bear the consequences. I just can't. Not that I think it'll make anything any better either. Just feeling damn gao wei this morning and I feel like a woman on menopause because my cycle gets disrupted. It used to go Stage 1=>2=>3 in a linear manner, now it's all jumbled up and goes back and forth, making me feel better and killing me at irregular intervals again and again.

Like everything else, it's just gonna get worse before it'll get better.